You cleaned out your room and under your bed,   lay a picture long forgotten.   With a hand to your head,   you sigh out loud as memory rushes over and   buries you.      A summer rain storm,   but the shed was dry   with a girl from Carolina.   And you held her so tight,   for the warmth that the rain denied,   as the timer slowed to a flash.   So alive, you listen to them when they say . . .      CHORUS   Cry in the sun.   When the devil beats his wife.   If you cry, cry, cry in the sun . . .   Hope I never see the price of my freedom.      We'd dance and sing out,   and trace the moon,   as it crawled across the night sky.   And covered in dew, a lover's pact:   Well, here's to now and don't look back.   And oh, how I tried to heed the words written here.      CHORUS      BRIDGE   For everyone one yeah   There's a person, place or time,   that brings you back and makes you feel alive.   Before your reason clouds your eyes,   When you could rule the world if you wanted to . . .   Yeah.      Well, I hear you're living far away.   And that life's treated you well.   You know that we were young,   And this picture's old.   But I can still hear you say,   Through the pounding of the rain.   And oh, if you try,   Tell me, can you hear them say . . .      CHORUS